+2 against Enchantment Spells and effects.
+4 against Bardic Performances, Sonic and Language Dependant effects.
+6 against both at the same time.

Offence:

Base Attack Bonus : 4
CMB : 4
CMD : 18
+1 Mithral Rapier : +9 (1D6+1)

Background:

Faelar has always been interested in knowledge, but he never found it hard to gain it. He would ask someone and they would usually tell him what he wanted to know. Apparently he has a way with words. Well he grew up in Katapesh and always found himself trying to find more knowledge; that was his biggest weakness, he always wanted to know more. One day someone found out that Faelar knew something, something that they wished to know. So they cornered Faelar and start to beat him, with no weapon on hand he was unable to defend himself, not to mention that he had no training in the art of combat. So after about half an hour of being beaten upon, he passed out, still refusing to give up his precious knowledge to these "thugs".

Well when he awoke, he was in a small room, in bed. He was covered in bandages and standing over him was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but he appeared to be a little short. He could tell she was not a child as she had an adult figure, but she could not have been more than 3 feet tall. He plucked up the courage and asked her where he was, she told him she had found him out in the street and tended to his wounds and that her master would like to speak to him. So Faelar got up, gracefully thanked his beautiful savior, placed a kiss on her hand and let her lead the way. The whole time they were walking her words were going through his head, "my master". Was she a maid, she must be, this place is huge, like a palace! But also she called him master?!

After a couple minutes of walking, she stopped and knocked on the door and said "The patient is awake, master", a voice beckoned him into the room alone. So he ventured in, but not before giving a thankful bow to the maid. When he walked in, he was speechless, all around him were books! Had he died and gone to heaven, that would mean the maid was actually an angel! "Welcome sir, I am glad you are feeling better", Faelar looked around until he could see his host and he saw a man, dressed like nobility. Behind him a couple of rapiers were mounted on the wall. "I have an offer to make you, I will teach you to defend yourself, give you more knowledge and even treat you as a son. But in return I want you to join the Pathfinder Society, well what say you?". Faelar just stood there mouth open, who was this man and why did he want to help me? "I...I...I accept, but why are you willing to do this?"The man offered Faelar a seat, which he took graciously.

"Why you ask, well I have heard of you, you love knowledge and always want more. I am simply giving you an option to gain even more. My motives are completely my own, if that bothers you, you may leave". Faelar stay seated, a chance to learn more knowledge and defend himself, all for just joining a "club" sure he would do it. The man seemed to smile when he saw Faelar stay seated "I assume we have a deal? My name is Daelric, Daelric Morieth. You may call me Sir or master.". "Yes, sir!"

Thus began the long training that Faelar undertook, he was taught the way of combat with a rapier, honor and courage. Among all the information he could in his free time. Then one day Daelric Came up to him "The day has come, someone is sending a team to Kelmarane and I wish you to go. The Pathfinders have given you permission to go, they wish to know what really happened to the place. This is a gift from the to keep you safe"Daelric holds out a Wayfinder, it seems a little battered, but Faelar gratefully takes it"Once you return you will have to pay for it though. Go to the central square, there you will be looking for a man named Garavel. He will be taking a group of people out to Kelmarane and you are to go with him. Now go!"

Faelar stood up and bowed to his master, mentor and took his leave. But before he left the building, he found the beautiful woman he had seen and kissed her hand again, before hugging her. They had come quite close over the time of his training, so she gave him a hug and told him to be careful. "Do not worry, I shall return to you Qilue". With that he took his leave and headed to the central market that he was told about.

Faelar is a slender male elf, who is just over 6 feet tall. He has long copper hair that is tied into a long “pony-tail”. He has a green jerkin and trousers, along with scuffed brown leather boots. He thinks he is quite attractive and is proud to have no scars. Over his shoulders and flowing down his back is a beautiful white silk cloak with a gold trim, in the pattern of keys.
Picture of Faelar

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